Chapter 257: Long Yang Was Reluctant

Chapter 257: Long Yang Was Reluctant

It was a very repugnant act, and he was worried that it would diminish his accumulated merit when he was reborn in the next life.

“Se—Second Miss, isn’t this a bit inappropriate?” Housekeeper Chen said cautiously.

Lu Liangwei beamed at him. “Do you still want the antidote?”

Faced with the threat, Housekeeper Chen did not dare to hesitate a moment longer, and he turned around to pry the coffin lid open with a tool.

Lin Qingyuan had just been buried today, so the soil was still relatively loose and Housekeeper Chen unearthed the coffin without difficulty. However, it had been sealed shut, and it took him a lot of effort to finally remove the lid.

Lu Liangwei glanced at the person in the coffin and continued ordering Housekeeper Chen, “Take her out.”

Housekeeper Chen was on the verge of tears.

He had already dug up a grave and pried open a coffin today, but now he even had to pull a dead person out of the coffin.

What was all this? Why was he cursed with such bad fortune?

However, when he met Second Miss’s smiling eyes, he could only submit himself to fate.

Never mind being unlucky as long as he could get the antidote.

Housekeeper Chen gritted his teeth and carried Lin Qingyuan out of the coffin.

Lu Liangwei motioned for him to lay her on the ground.

Housekeeper Chen obeyed.

“Restore the grave to its original appearance.” After ordering him, Lu Liangwei squatted down in front of Lin Qingyuan.

She first examined Lin Qingyuan’s body, then took out a bottle from her purse.

Seeing Long Yang standing at one side, she blinked and beckoned to him. “Can you help me hold her up?”

Long Yang was reluctant.

He hated touching other women…

Lu Liangwei thought that she sounded pretty sincere, but Long Yang did not move for a long time after she had spoken.

She could not help frowning. Was she not sincere enough?

However, when she recalled his status, she gave up on it.

How could she forget that he was the Emperor, and how could a man of such regality help her with such a thing?

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Lu Liangwei was not too troubled by it.

Just when she was about to reach out and hold Lin Qingyuan’s hand, she saw the man’s feet approaching her from the corner of her eye.

Right after that, the man squatted down beside her. He stretched out both of his hands, grasped the clothing on each side of Lin Qingyuan’s shoulders, and lifted them upward.

Lu Liangwei, “…”

Was that even possible?

The corner of her mouth twitched, but she did not waste any time dwelling on the situation. She forced Lin Qingyuan’s mouth open and poured the liquid medicine from the bottle into her mouth.

Only after feeding Lin Qingyuan the whole bottle did Lu Liangwei withdraw her hands.

Seeing this, Long Yang released his hold immediately.

Lin Qingyuan’s head dropped to the ground, making a muffled sound.

Lu Liangwei glanced at Long Yang in disbelief.

“What are you doing?”

Long Yang looked at her in confusion. “What’s wrong?”

Lu Liangwei pointed at Lin Qingyuan. “She’s technically still a patient…”

“Isn’t she dead? She can’t feel anything.” Long Yang sounded indifferent.

Lu Liangwei, “…”

She did not believe that Long Yang was this clueless.

If Lin Qingyuan were really dead, why would she give her medicine?

Long Yang had obviously done it on purpose.

Just as she formed this conclusion, she saw Long Yang take out a handkerchief and slowly wipe his hands.

He wiped them very carefully without even missing the spaces between his fingers, as if he had just touched something filthy.

Lu Liangwei privately thought that if Lin Qingyuan was awake at this moment, she would “die” a second time out of fury.

After Long Yang had finished wiping his hands, he threw the handkerchief away carelessly.

Lu Liangwei, “…”

When Lin Qingyuan took the fake death medicine given by her, all her vital signs automatically disappeared as if she had died. Although she had now taken the antidote, she would not wake up so quickly.

She checked her pulse once again and was relieved to find that it had finally started beating.

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